To the Long Nights Full Moon, and the approaching Winter Solstice!!

Merry (almost) Winter Solstice to all!!  This poem goes out with love to Annie Gartlan and John McArthur, for just being friends in that true sense of the word, and for knowing and understanding snow in Steamboat Springs, Colorado!  xo  Elizabeth

Report from the West

Snow is falling west of here. The mountains have more than a
foot of it. I see the early morning sky dark as night. I won't lis-
ten to the weather report. I'll let the question of snow hang.
Answers only dull the senses. Even answers that are right often
make what they explain uninteresting. In nature the answers
are always changing. Rain to snow, for instance. Nature can
let the mysterious things alone—wet leaves plastered to tree
trunks, the intricate design of fish guts. The way we don't fall
off the earth at night when we look up at the North Star. The
way we know this may not always be so. The way our dizziness
makes us grab the long grass, hanging by our fingertips on the
edge of infinity.

Tom Hennen

Happy Birthday week to Micah who turned 12!!!! With love from mom ~

This week, I am featuring my son's quotes over the years, which are poetry:

“Our house is a whole universe to the spider. I wonder how long it would take a spider to get to CA.”

“The first place I’ll never go.”

“The teabag is watching you.”  Age 3 and a half.

“I was born unusual.”  Age 5

"Lustrous Orb" was declared as a gift to his Pokemon, at a Pokemon party for Lugia when he was 6.

“We have no choice but to travel at that speed.” Micah said this at the Poetry Center in reference to tesseracts when he was in 4^th grade.

Micah said to me on Mother’s Day 2009, “Mom, there is a continent named Mazurksy”.

“This Is NOT a Surprise Party.” August 22^nd, 2010

Micah said to me, “I love you more than the universe’s stretch.”  August, 2011